Chapter 983 - 708: Han Hai Master

"Master, that Venerable from the Southern Border... was ultimately suppressed by the Witch Master."

Black Ebony bowed his head, meticulously reporting the intelligence gathered by White You, his voice steady and calm.

Chen Sheng nodded slightly, showing no sign of surprise.

He thought to himself:

"A Great True Master is, after all, a Great True Master!!"

"Even if there is fear of Spirit Mountain’s might, if a true Arhat step by step presses and touches the bottom line, the other party will surely not show any mercy."

"Moreover, judging from the subsequent reactions, there must be secrets involved, and Toga probably became the scapegoat..."

"The Witch Master’s move is definitely not just his own will!!"

Chen Sheng’s voice calmly settled:

"Understood."

"Continue to investigate the surrounding Earth Veins, stabilize the mountain and river fortune."

"Your subordinate obeys."

Black Ebony bowed again and quietly retreated from the great hall.

Instantly, Chen Sheng was alone in the hall, he raised his eyes to gaze far at the eternal position of Spirit Mountain, his eyes slightly moved, and thoughts surged.

"It seems the rumors are true, Great Wisdom Zangkong seized a great opportunity in the Southern Border, thus successfully cultivating the fourth Divine Technique."

"It also triggered dissatisfaction from the Profound Sect and various forces, hence Toga was thrown out to vent their anger."

Thinking this, Chen Sheng felt quite content.

Although he intended to avoid that great pit in the Southern Border, the conduct of Great Wisdom Zangkong and Toga still made him somewhat displeased.

"Furthermore, Great Wisdom Zangkong has cultivated four Techniques!! There’s not much good days left for him!"

"The next round of impact to the Golden Position is probably about to begin as well."

"When he seeks the golden Annihilation, for Toga, being of the same lineage, the future will only become more difficult and precarious..."

...

Southern Border territory.

Deep within Tianlong Temple.

"How dare they!!"

"Just a mere side sect!!"

Toga Venerable’s face was iron-green and tense, chest filled with suppressed frustration.

He held the fort in the Southern Border, fighting for his senior brother, only for all the benefits and opportunities to be snatched by the opposing party, leaving him greatly humiliated.

The once-promised Bodhisattva Fruit Position was far from reach, all he received was a temporary endurance.

"Hateful!"

He gritted his teeth and muttered lowly, full of anger with nowhere to vent, feeling that within the entirety of Spirit Mountain, countless people might be secretly laughing at him.

He only dared to complain within his heart.

After all, Senior Brother Zangkong had already perfected four Techniques, apparently the first Bodhisattva of Void Sun.

One day he might ascend to the position of a Buddha.

He is Toga’s greatest pillar!

Toga Venerable suppressed his chest full of anger, his eyes becoming solemn and steady.

"Loss of face is but a superficial thing, temporarily setting it aside is no harm."

"With Senior Brother having cultivated four Techniques, they insult me, but they dare not kill me!!"

Recalling old grievances and grudges, a fierce cold gleam passed in his eyes.

"Witch Master, I shall one day settle all past scores, destroy your temple, and make you pay the price!"

...

Buzz—

Vast snowfield, the evening bell lightly trembles, its resonance spreading wide.

The ancient hall of Great Snow Temple stands majestic and solemn, inside a group of monks sitting upright, attentively and calmly waiting for the preaching.

Today happens to be the sermon grand ceremony.

Chen Sheng sat steadily on the lotus-patterned altar, surrounded by gentle circulating Buddha light, and a deep and loud sermon sound slowly echoed through the hall:

"All conditioned phenomena, are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows..."

"The heart of Bodhi does not seek externally, within the inch space of the mind, lies the supreme true essence..."

"Holding steadfast to the pure origin, eliminating greed, anger, and obsession, one can glimpse the true self-reality..."

As the words flowed, the Guiding Treasure Banner floating beside him trembled with Spirit Light, white golden lotuses slowly emerged from the void, gently descending before the monks.

The golden lotuses exuded a warm Dao Rhyme, threads permeating into the Heart Spirit, aiding the monks in the hall in calming their hearts and seeking Enlightenment.

The monks’ responses varied, laughter and tears were both present!

Black Ebony, draped in a solemn monk’s robe, sat at the forefront of the monks, listening joyfully, scratching his ears.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

Above his head, the robust Dao Foundation transformed into clouds of auspicious glowing clouds, and amidst the swirling cloud aura, layered mountain river landscapes faintly manifested.

All these were the result of him traversing mountains and rivers, sorting Earth Veins over time, and condensing the vast mountain river atmosphere.

This Technique originated from Chen Sheng’s Understanding of the "Sumeru True Law of Central Earth," a self-created Purple Mansion cultivation ritual, perfectly fitting with Black Ebony.

"Today’s sermon ends here."

The sermon sound abruptly stopped, yet the lingering resonance continued to echo through the halls.

"Farewell, Arhat!!"

All the monks joined their hands and bowed in unison, deep Buddhist chants rose and fell, incessantly lingering.

Fragrant incense gently ascended and spiraled.

Chen Sheng’s figure transformed into tiny specks of light, silently dissolving into the void of the great hall.

...

In the next moment.

Chen Sheng was already standing deep within the hidden Grotto Heaven of the temple.

He silently recited the Sumeru True Law scriptures, sensing the vast void universe according to the Ancient Technique ritual, creating a fourth Divine Technique that fits him.

"The Golden Position configuration has already changed, this round of cultivation and enlightenment is far more challenging than before."

"For an ordinary Purple Mansion True Master, this would take countless generations to accomplish!!"

"Yet for me, it’s not impossible!"

He slightly closed his eyes, already contacting the true self in the Spirit Realm.

Cooperating with each other, comprehensively Understanding!!

Meanwhile.

Chen Sheng’s Heart Spirit was calm, thoughts were clear and understood the situation:

"It is also my opportunity."

"The Buddhas of the Void Sun and Fangri lineages are unaware that the True Monarch of the "Void Sun" is not merely unwell, in deep sleep, but has long entered the Netherworld!"

"Currently, the Golden Position is unoccupied!"

"Their plan has already half failed!"

"As for the other half—when they notice the anomaly and begin cultivating a Buddha child to re-pursue the Golden Position, there must be a period of gap."

Chen Sheng gently opened his eyes, revealing concentrated brilliance:

"During this gap period, it is the prime opportunity for me to seek and affirm the Golden Position."

...

Southern Border.

A serene grotto heaven water domain!

Center of the grotto heaven.

A secluded cold pool lay quietly in the valley, its waters dark as ink, eternally still.

At the depths of the pool, an entirely black jade-textured Flood Dragon slowly opened its icy vertical pupils, gaze flashing, and the surrounding pool waters stirred gently.

"Begin!"

Buzz—

Within the grotto heaven.

The vast dark waters surged tumultuously, this water element domain quaked continuously, the primordial water patterns stretched out layer upon layer from the void, enveloping the surroundings with pure white light in an instant.

The Flood Dragon soared and broke through the void, shedding its physical constraints, transforming from a Flood Dragon into a five-clawed True Dragon that reigns over the heavens!

Roar—

The powerful dragon roar shattered through the Cloud Sea, sound waves sweeping in layers across all directions.

Misty water vapor rolled through the void, countless clear Water Mansion illusions successively emerged, exquisite palaces hidden amid the rolling waves, shimmering with light, profound Dao Rhymes softly resounding.

Gurgle—

From beneath the earth, countless dark currents rushed following the obscure Dao trajectory, rock strata gaps continuously seeped pure Spiritual Springs, each revealing entwined secret water runes, woven into a locked domain.

The entire water element realm was firmly controlled by the same Law, specifically the wall-water Divine Technique "Han Hai Master."

Before long, the True Dragon roamed across the grotto heaven, with a flick he concealed his dragon form, transforming into a handsome youth crowned with a golden headdress.

In his hands, he held a golden glowing Celestial Book Golden Volume, ethereal aura resembling a Banished Immortal coming into the world.

Chu Zheng nodded slightly, undisguisable joy in his eyes, exclaiming loudly:

"Purple Mansion condensed true form, Divine Techniques born from within!"

"Cultivating for sixty-six years, today finally becoming a Purple Mansion True Master!"

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